 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 454 pagina’s
...violets, Stealing, and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now, a» it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou! That...enters there. Of what validity* and pitch soever, • Value. But falls into abatement and low price Even in a minute! so full of shapes is fancy That... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pagina’s
...had a dying fall : 0, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough ; no more ; Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quiek and fresh art thou ! That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 470 pagina’s
...had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough; no more; Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou ! That notwithstanding thy capacity Rec€ireth... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pagina’s
...a <lying fall : O, it came o'er my ear, like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour Enough ; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou \ That, notwithstanding thy capacity Recciveth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 358 pagina’s
...had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour Enough ; . no more ; 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou ! That notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1820 - 314 pagina’s
...no more, 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thov ! That notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the...Of what validity and pitch soever, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute ! to full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high fantastical.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 476 pagina’s
...had a dying fall ; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough ; no more ; Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou< That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 528 pagina’s
...strain." HOLT WHITE. O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet South3, That breathes upon a bank of violets 4, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough ; no more ; Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou ! That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1822 - 446 pagina’s
...had a dying fall : 0. it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. — Enough ; no more ; 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. 0 spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou ! That notwithstanding thy capacity Received!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 380 pagina’s
...dying fall : ,' O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,i That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour.* Enough ; no more ; 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou ! That, notwithstanding thy capacity [1] Amongst... | |
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O spirit of love ! how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea... 
